Lu Xingyu: The taste is in Jincheng

Author: Tianfu Seventh Junior High School 2018 Class 3 Class Lu Xingyu

Instructor Liu Manli

The taste of Jincheng is not only seen in the corners of alleys, nor just in downtown neighborhoods, but in many neglected places in life.

The taste of Jincheng is found in restaurants in various communities: when you and your family and friends are walking down a street and suddenly you feel hungry, your choice is not to go to a high-end designer restaurant to experience expensive but small delicacies, but to find a nearby, cheap restaurant that has no doors, and under the open roller shutter doors, there are simple wooden tables and plastic stools, scattered on the tables with chopsticks, toothpicks and some thin paper towels, and on the walls are old menus contaminated with oil stains. There is no doubt that this is the most common fly restaurant in Chengdu, you just have to sit down, say your choice loudly to the boss, and then convey it to the back kitchen through the old wrench, and after a while, the light but thick winter amaranth soup, such as the Mapo tofu intersected by MeiXue, slightly anxious but still "golden and brilliant" back to the pot meat is all presented, under the desire to eat a lot, you can't help but think: this is the taste of Jincheng.

The taste of Jincheng is also found in the campus: seven days a week, five days in school; fourteen meals are spent in the school canteen, although everyone has complained about its taste and price, but when you have experienced a morning of fatigue, with a tired body into the canteen, after a long queue, sit down, enjoy a bowl of simple taste of the dragon scribe or in the morning to taste a small, but with a warm, energetic Bell Water Hinge, sitting in the canteen you may say: "This is the taste of Jincheng." ”

The taste of Jincheng is more seen in the memories of a generation. When our parents were young, there were no high-rise buildings, no people surging in the crowd, only in the simple streets of the old city, facing the breeze with the elders in the family, after one old slogan of "to get rich, first build the road", and then facing the "reform and opening up good" a few big red characters that had just been brushed, but what finally attracted them was the shout that was engraved in their minds - "Sell the burden of the noodles..." Under the bitter begging, the adults reluctantly walked to the old man who shouldered the burden and called a bowl of noodles. Holding the bowl with joy, carefully tasting this mellow wheat fragrance, looking at their parents, smiling satisfactorily, after many years they took the language and sighed: The slogan is changing, the times are changing, but what remains unchanged is the taste of the hometown, the taste of Jincheng.

The taste of Jincheng is seen in the shop of Jincheng, the city of Jincheng, and more in the soil of Jincheng, the people of Jincheng, the story of Jincheng. Jincheng people, just like the taste of Jincheng, there are as many as many, perhaps, this is not a big chengdu, is the taste of the world, and we, the people of Jincheng, must continue to tell the story of Jincheng with the taste of Jincheng: as spicy as hot pot, as delicate as bean blossoms, as mellow as dandan noodles, and more like the sound of the "ding-ding candy" knocking and selling, stretching for thousands of miles, in the hearts of every Jincheng people, forever echoing.

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